Hundred Villages, Bloodshed! (Two-in-One)

Qingshi Village was merely a small village, with only forty or fifty households and two or three hundred residents.

That day, after finishing their farm work, they had all gathered around an open space in the village to watch.

"Thank you for letting me win." Gu Qingfeng kicked a Martial Artist to the ground, then cupped his fists with a courteous smile.

Song Yiyan, standing nearby, stretched lazily in boredom. Such a match truly failed to interest her.

Among the dozen or so wandering martial artists, the strongest had only reached the seventh or eighth realm of Body Tempering. Some could not even produce Internal Energy, much less anything else.

Even if there were another hundred opponents like this, she could deal with them in just two or three sword strikes.

Unlike Gu Qingfeng, she was not so refined and polite. She stepped forward directly and said, "Come at me together. Once we're done, you might still have time to find another village and compete for a spot."

"You said it!" A man with triangular eyes and loose hair said viciously, gripping a crudely made broadsword.

He shot the others a look. Compared to Gu Qingfeng, this young girl clearly looked easier to deal with.

The group ignored everything else and surrounded Song Yiyan.

"Hey, this isn't according to the rules." Seeing this, the old village chief wanted to stop them.

"Old man, she asked for this herself. It wasn't our idea." As the triangular-eyed man spoke, his movements did not slow in the slightest. He suddenly sprang forward and swung his blade at the girl, not giving the old village chief any chance to say more.

He was determined to claim this qualifying spot.

For someone like him, things like the Nine Provinces War and the Imperial Front Martial